"Alright, alright... Miss, please wait a moment, I'll go arrange the car right away!" Qiqi quickly ran out of the room. Of course, she didn't actually go find someone to prepare the car, but instead cautiously approached the man in the wheelchair opposite her.
As the hospital room door was pushed open, the man outside, who had been leaning his head slightly and half-closing his eyes, immediately opened them. His sharp gaze was exceptionally clear, without any sign of sleepiness, "What's going on?"
Qiqi leaned in and reported quietly, "Miss insists on going out shopping, and can't be persuaded otherwise. I think her emotions seem a bit unstable..."
The man furrowed his brows slightly, focused his thoughts on something, and soon spoke, "I understand, accompany her out, I'll take care of the rest."
"Ah? But Miss's health..."
"It's alright, go ahead."
"Oh, okay." The man's gaze seemed to have a calming power, and Qiqi nodded assuredly as she went to carry out the task.
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